Chapter 73: What Exactly Happened Over These Years?

Lin Ruoxuan hid in Xu Yunzhou's arms, her cheeks buried deeply into his broad chest, greedily absorbing his reassuring scent, as if wanting to make up for the temperature missing for thirteen years all at once.

Her voice was muffled, carrying a trace of undetectable choking and intense jealousy:

"Hold me tighter... don't push me away... I beg you..."

She tightened her arms wrapped around his waist,

"Just now, seeing Song Jiaru able to hug you so naturally... I was really so jealous..."

Xu Yunzhou's heart softened. Ignoring that they were still standing at the staircase of the old corridor, he cupped her exquisite face with both hands, forcing her to meet his gaze:

"Xuanxuan, do you still remember? Back then you asked me, what exactly does kissing... feel like?"

Looked at by his burning gaze, Lin Ruoxuan's heartbeat missed a beat, her breathing involuntarily becoming rapid. Her cheeks crimson, she nodded gently:

"I remember... you said back then... you would teach me later."

That bewitching promise had echoed in her countless green dreams.

Xu Yunzhou said in a low voice:

"Mhm, cashing it in now."

Before the words fell, he had already lowered his head.

"Wu..."

With a "boom" in Lin Ruoxuan's mind, it was as if fireworks exploded.

Who knows how long passed, until both were panting heavily, Xu Yunzhou barely let her go. Resting his forehead against hers, his voice was terribly hoarse:

"Let's go, inside the room."

The two, one in front and one behind, almost stumbled up the narrow stairs, arriving at that rented room of no more than twenty square meters with simple furnishings.

As soon as the door closed, Xu Yunzhou gently pressed her onto the bed.

Lin Ruoxuan's eyes were blurry.

In the intertwining of passion and reality, a trace of unease quietly surfaced. She looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar young man on top of her, her voice carrying a trace of uncertain trembling:

"Am I... am I too old?"

The nine-year age difference, like an invisible chasm at this moment, made her feel timid.

Xu Yunzhou chuckled lowly, his fingertips gently brushing over her hot cheeks:

"In my eyes, you will always be that little Xuanxuan from back then who would jump up and down begging for mercy after being shocked by me because you secretly drank a cup of milk tea."

This sentence was like the most effective calming pill, instantly shattering all of Lin Ruoxuan's unease.

She abruptly extended her arms, tightly wrapping around Xu Yunzhou's neck, burying her face in his neck, and pleaded with an almost desperate, all-or-nothing tone:

"Tyrant... give me... leave me a child... I'm afraid, I'm afraid there isn't much time left, I'm afraid this is another dream..."

Her voice carried undetectable fear, as if leaving her last words.

Xu Yunzhou's movements paused, his brows furrowing tightly. He propped up his body and looked at her seriously:

"What happened? What exactly are you afraid of?"

Lin Ruoxuan shook her head forcefully, carrying an almost paranoid eagerness:

"On the way... I will tell you in detail on the way. Right now... don't waste time, I beg you..."

She proactively raised her head, using action to stop his pressing questions.

Xu Yunzhou was unsettled by her decisive attitude and the fear deeply hidden in her eyes, yet unable to resist her fiery invitation.

He sighed. Just as he was about to continue, his fingers just touching the button of her collar—

"Bang!"

An abrupt and violent crashing sound abruptly came from outside the window, like something smashed hard against the glass!

Both stiffened simultaneously.

Lin Ruoxuan almost instantly bounced up to a sitting position, her eyes sweeping toward the window—only to see a flying bird hit the window sill and then fly away, feathers scattering, and the reflection of a lens seemed to flash by in the distance.

Her face instantly cooled down, her voice returning to its usual calmness and vigilance:

"It seems I have indeed been targeted, it's no longer safe here."

Xu Yunzhou also immediately sobered up, realizing the severity of the situation.

He nodded and quickly tidied his clothes:

"I'll pack the essential things, we'll leave immediately."

He began to pack things nimbly, mainly the laptop.

Lin Ruoxuan also got out of bed, her gaze involuntarily sweeping over this room again—simple furnishings, somewhat cramped space, old furniture...

All this was completely incompatible with the information of "already purchased a marital home" in Song Jinxuan's report.

Her beautiful brows furrowed slightly, unable to help but ask the doubt in her heart:

"That's not right. Jinxuan clearly reported before, didn't you already buy a house? How could you... wrong yourself to live in such a place?"

She truly couldn't figure it out. Even if the "looking after" funds she instructed Song Jinxuan to give were limited, it absolutely wouldn't reduce him to this state.

Xu Yunzhou smiled indifferently, his tone carrying a bit of self-mockery of having seen through worldly affairs:

"Mortal Tribulation, after all, one must experience some human suffering."

Lin Ruoxuan immediately understood. This definitely couldn't be separated from his terrible marriage and that woman named Su Qianran.

The thought that the "Tyrant" she viewed as a god and carefully dared not profane was actually trampled on like this by a vulgar woman, a wave of pain and anger instantly surged into her heart:

"Do you need me to have a lawyer help you handle the subsequent troubles? I can make her... pay the price she deserves, if you are willing."

Her tone carried a trace of icy killing intent.

Xu Yunzhou knew she absolutely had the ability to do so, and with extremely high efficiency.

Although he wasn't afraid of trouble himself, he was too lazy to waste any more mental energy on that couple:

"That works too, then I'll trouble you. I don't want to see any related news anymore."

Hearing this, the corners of Lin Ruoxuan's lips hooked into a dangerous smile:

"Rest assured, I will make them use the rest of their lives to repent."

Looking at her instantly switching back into the decisive business Queen mode, the icy aura radiating from her whole body made even Xu Yunzhou secretly alarmed.

The two didn't say more, quickly packed their things, and went out the door.

The car soon drove onto the expressway leading to Shanghai.

Xu Yunzhou controlled the steering wheel, his gaze focused ahead, and finally asked that question pressing at the bottom of his heart:

"Xuanxuan, can you tell me now? Over these years... what exactly happened to you? The not much time left you mentioned just now, and those assassinations targeting you... what exactly is going on?"

Lin Ruoxuan leaned against the back of the passenger seat, turning her head to look at the rapidly passing scenery outside the window, her eyes becoming somewhat distant and complex:

"I... over these years... did many things. Many people want me dead. Especially... people from the Augustus family."

She paused,

"Simply put, I flipped the table they relied on for survival, and tore down their high and mighty altar."

"Why?"

She smiled self-mockingly, that smile having no temperature, only a patch of desolation:

"Because you disappeared. I first searched for you for several years, wanting to prove your existence, going from hope to despair. Although the doctors later said my mental state was stable, I knew, I had completely gone crazy."

Her voice gradually lowered:

"Do you still remember telling me back then, 'Technology should not become the scepter of oligarchs, but a torch illuminating the ordinary world'? So... I did as told, using my methods, and secretly stirred up the entire world."